I thought I'd reached the bottom a few times, but then I'd realise there was another 30 floors of despair below that.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All my life, as down an abyss without a bottom. I have been pouring van loads of information into that vacancy of oblivion I call my mind.
I have found some of the best reasons I ever had for remaining at the bottom simply by looking at the men at the top.
The older I get, the more I see that there really aren't huge zeniths of happiness or a huge abyss of darkness as much as there used to be. I tend to walk a middle ground.
Many people on our planet right now despair; they think we've reached a point where we've discovered most of the things. I'm going tell you right now: Please don't despair.
You slam the bottom and either walk away or suck it up and get through it.
To hit bottom is to fall from grace.
Never despair, but if you do, work on in despair.
Don't despair, not even over the fact that you don't despair.
When you are at the bottom, you find beauty in such little things, and goodness in such little gestures. When I compare any struggle today to ones that I may have had in my childhood, there is nothing that can bring me down.
I hit rock bottom, but thank God my bottom wasn't death.